how strange it is to be anything at all
this morning i walked back to the high street.
i sat in a cafe with the first cup of coffee i've had in weeks, looking at london underground maps and generally pondering how very strange and yet not strange it was that i was sitting in a cafe in birmingham with completely-relevant-to-my-life maps of the london underground.
decided to walk back to the house via the grassy green park. it was entirely deserted, so i probably spent at least half an hour on the swingset thinking about how we're venturing off to london tomorrow -- for real this time, and not just passing through on the way to somewhere else -- and how weirdly not weird it was to be sitting on a swingset in the west midlands.
it's a cultural dead zone, but it has a swingset.
at the corner market i bought more jammy dodgers and doctor who trading cards, and wine gums because there weren't any jelly babies.
boy do i wish england didn't think it was necessary to flavor things with blackcurrant. ew.
i'm back at the house now, where i will probably attempt to play the doctor who adventure games again.
you can't download them in america, but the one i installed was running awfully sluggishly yesterday.
i think trina's going to dye my hair today, so i will be obnoxiously red again.
and i do believe i was told we could get indian takeaway tonight.
horrifyingly happy steph is horrifyingly happy.
i sat in a cafe with the first cup of coffee i've had in weeks, looking at london underground maps and generally pondering how very strange and yet not strange it was that i was sitting in a cafe in birmingham with completely-relevant-to-my-life maps of the london underground.
decided to walk back to the house via the grassy green park. it was entirely deserted, so i probably spent at least half an hour on the swingset thinking about how we're venturing off to london tomorrow -- for real this time, and not just passing through on the way to somewhere else -- and how weirdly not weird it was to be sitting on a swingset in the west midlands.
it's a cultural dead zone, but it has a swingset.
at the corner market i bought more jammy dodgers and doctor who trading cards, and wine gums because there weren't any jelly babies.
boy do i wish england didn't think it was necessary to flavor things with blackcurrant. ew.
i'm back at the house now, where i will probably attempt to play the doctor who adventure games again.
you can't download them in america, but the one i installed was running awfully sluggishly yesterday.
i think trina's going to dye my hair today, so i will be obnoxiously red again.
and i do believe i was told we could get indian takeaway tonight.
horrifyingly happy steph is horrifyingly happy.